They set him to their liking, and they cut his clothes off--so Susan told me afterward--and then they found why they were forced to do so, which I need not try to tell you, miss.

Only they found that he was not dead from any wise visitation, but because he had been shot with a bullet through his heart.
"Old Dr.Diggory came out shaking, and without any wholesome sense to meet what had arisen, after all his practice with dead men, and he called out 'Murder!' with a long thing in his hand, till my master leaped down the stairs, twelve at a time, and laid his strong hand on the old fool's mouth.
"'Would you kill my wife ?' he said; 'you shall not kill my wife.' "'Captain Castlewood,' the constable answered, pulling out his staff importantly, 'consider yourself my prisoner.' "The Captain could have throttled him with one hand, and Susan thought he would have done it.

But, instead of that, he said, 'Very well; do your duty.

But let me see what you mean by it.' Then he walked back again to the body of his father, and saw that he had been murdered.
"But, oh, Miss Erema, you are so pale! Not a bit of food have you had for hours.

I ought not to have told you such a deal of it to once.